Black History Month, My History, Our History

    In some Februaries past, I was in my old building, more or less happily and securely employed, thinking that I was not the most successful person, but progressing in a steady way toward fulfillment in al facets. Employment, family, goals, dreams. 

    Things can change, this we know.

    Things did change. I left that building, and I struggled to find the next place.

    It can be hard to write such things, to review these things, to share these circumstances. I have not left, nor will parts of me leave them.

    Personal histories have privations and struggles, as do those of peoples, whole millions and millions of men, women, and children...

    TO BE CONTINUED. BLACK HISTORY MONTH.